well snap, here you go my lovelies
hohohohooh i cant wait to really get into this.
you know what i mean
y/n = your name
When you awake, you can hear the soft sing of morning birds outside the window. The comfort of the sheets around you make you never want to leave bed...........bed? ....BED?!
Your eyes fly open and you sit up hastily, gathering your sheets to cover your chest because, like a crazy person, you had fallen asleep with your towel on and absolutely nothing else. The last thing you remember, you were at the bed side with the mysterious man........oh dear god 'I think I'm gunna be sick ' your stomach tightens into knots.
You look up and, sure enough, Mr. Mysterious is across from you leaning on the wall. Staring. At you. A fierce blush spreads across your face, you hold the sheets closer to you. He's holding his bloody chest armour in his arms, his pale chest exposed. The air is thick with tension. Just you and him, staring.
'Ask him if he saw, ASK HIM IF HE LOOKED DID HE SEE??' How could you move on, how can this knot of awkwardness go away, if you do not know whether he's a creeper who likes to look at naked girls while they slept or not?? "Did y-you"- but before you could even ask, he cuts in, having practically read your mind.
"The answer is no. And I was just waiting until you awakened, so that I may thank you for tending to my wounds." He said, averting your eyes. The strange thing was that any cuts that he had on his face or hands had completely healed. He noticed your gaze and put his hands behind his back. The gaping wound that had been on his chest had closed up significantly as well.
"Uh, you're very welc...hey!" as you began to talk he started to walk away, towards the door. "You- you can't go down there!" you exclaimed; Bruce was definitely awake by now, down in the lab. In fact, were those footsteps heading this way? 'Dear sweet baby Jesus, not now Bruce- go away!' your thoughts screamed.
Now, maybe quick thinking wasn't always your strong hold, but right now your mind shifted gears into act-fast-before-you-are-caught-with-a-stranger-whilst-naked mode.
You flung yourself at the man and grabbed his arm, dragging him over to your closet and shoving him inside.
" (y/n), you still sleeping? I'm coming in now.." said Bruce through your door. MY GOD you looked down at yourself and, yes, you had your bed sheet around you, and that's it. Panicking, you threw yourself into the closet; the dark and cramped closet. With Mr. Mysterious. Just as your closet door closes, the entrance one opens and Bruce comes in.
"Haa.. uhm Bruce do you m-mind for a bit? I'm, uh, still not dressed." You mumbled, imagining that you had probably just brought a very deep scarlet color to his face. He said nothing but left the room, closing the door behind him. Whoops, might've traumatized him there. Sadly, he did not leave the top floor, but instead went into his bedroom and the bathroom, preparing to head over to Tony's (an average Saturday for Bruce and Tony; they pretty much just hang out and have fun with science-y stuff).
Feeling it unwise to make noise, you did not move and whispered to the man behind you to do the same. Oh, wonderful. He was behind you. And very close too. Once you straightened up and released the handle, his bare chest met your back. You do not move, and truthfully, you don't really want to.
"So...who are you really, Mr. Mysterious?" you whisper.
"Asking now, of all times?" he replied, a soft laugh escaping his lips. My, even his laugh was wonderful. "And what kind of pet name is that? I am Loki. That is all you need to know for now."
"Seriously?", your tone is slightly sarcastic, "that's all you are going to give me? OK, I have a question. You aren't from Earth are you, because that armo-"
"No, I am not. Please, I cannot speak of these things" Loki's voice was low and sounded almost...hurt.
".....Fine", you whisper back, leaning into him subconsciously. You feel his hands snake around your waist and rest there. "L-Loki!" you would slap his hands away if they weren't fulfilling the very important task of keeping the bed sheet over your breasts. Still, you wriggle under his touch. Surprisingly, he has enough room to bend over so that his mouth is right next to your ear.
"We....this will not be the last time we meet, my sweet.." he said in such a luscious voice. His breath tickled your neck and sent shivers up and down your body. If you weren't red before, you sure were now. You thanked the darkness for hiding your flush.
Before you could say anything to that (how does one even respond to that?) Loki placed a tender kiss on your neck, and vanished. The same green glow shone and in a swirl of wind, he was gone.
You brought your hand to your neck, tracing where his lips had been with your fingertips. 'Loki....' you smiled to yourself and stayed in the darkness a while longer.